The Distant Temple
The clock in the atrium of the Sterling Institute for Ethical Governance had stopped at 4:12 PM three years ago, but no one had fixed it. It hung there, a heavy brass disc with a face that seemed to stare down at the polished marble floor, serving as a silent testament to the fact that time, in this building, was a matter of administrative discretion. Elias Thorne sat in his corner office, the...
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